Finally back from my week at youth camp without my phone and I have to get writing something don't I? Well let me just drop this so far.
“Maybe I was given this for a reason?” I muttered to myself. My fingers twitched as the new world begged for me, “I’m going to try to find this outcode and fix it, it wouldn’t be good if they mess anything up.” I stared at the colorful triangles, they looked fun.
I appeared on the side of a green triangle. I fell down it, I tried to grab the side as I fell. As I landed on my face I felt some bones not where they were before.
I pulled myself up, sending ink to whatever felt out of place. That worked everywhere except for my hand. It had small green stick looking things poking out of it. I took a minute to pull them out of my hand.
I love writing Ink not knowing names of things